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the prototype live - put down the gun lyrics

k!ll is a god verb
i do not use it lightly
i like a lot of folks
but ya’all trigger my anxiety

when i go outside, tho
i always get the finer things
sunshine, blue skies, oceans that shine like diamond rings
motion as fresh as ocean breeze
i overheard from a wave of the ocean
oshun is me
tidal be small to a tsunami
if one must go, it’s gon be you not me

when i reflect
it makes sense
now i can see the link
between anger and murder
& how a k!ller thinks
i see you dressed in my еssence
my soul is not a mink
my soul is not a skin
my blood is boiling

no guns
but at times i feel s_d_stic
my gun
could makе you a statistic
kindly would you
wean off my tit b_tch
no going back
dont wanna fix it
it’s in my britches
i c_ck & pull wit quickness
with god as witness
i’m on the roof and bl!ck, bl!ck

no second guesses
and i ain’t never missin
this is my mission and
i can see the vision

i thought there could be two
but we all know what you would do
if it was you up on this roof
with a gun
pointed at who
stole a few milly from you
laughed at you, scammed on you
no feelings of love for you
look at what you made me do

you got me thinking bout k!lling
oh, what have i become?
k!lling you for a feeling
is sounding kinda fun

my only hope for relief
is spilling all your blood
clinical therapy
is simply not enough
and here i am
target clear as the exit to run
only birds and the trees will see i am the one
slaying you in broad daylight, under the sun
happens that quick
then it’s
over and done

you got nowhere to run
should i
put down the gun

you thought my life was a joke or sumn?
should i put down the gun?

you not worth it
but i came for blood
this can’t be fixed with love

time only heals when we turn to dust

america!
oh, america!
america!
oh, america!
and in america, we’re the only place other than 3rd worlds where kids get hit!
whether crossfire, or a mind across the line
can’t even walk to school and sh_t!
and the government’s response is basically
“f_ck them kids!”

i wonder what the karma is for k!lling for some commas?
i know you are a charmer, you’d do anything for fame
over the drama, i want slaughterhouses like a farmer
where i turn my opps to pig slop just for speaking on my name
i know you play with demons, they be using you
i’m no priest but i’ll send you right back to where you came
i know you thought you ate me up but time will tell the only thing you eating is your words

baby, what a shame
baby, what a shame
baby, what a shame
baby, what a shame…

- the prototype live lyrics

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